final catastrophe

Chapter 51. The Rise and Fall of the World
Kicking the leader away casually, Xia Ji put the sword on his shoulder with a smile.

The corpse in front of him soon gushed out boundless bloodstains, but his eyes were extremely wonderful, mixing pain, suddenness, doubt, hatred, and sweetness, these wonderful eyes made Xia Ji feel that he was very successful.

What's more, the death of such a person who is close to the realm of Shattered Void will provide extremely much power to the catastrophe in this city.

Seeing that the leader of the Long League was easily killed with a sword, the heroes panicked.

Mo Xieluo took up the big task at this time, he pondered for a while and said: "Brother Liu, after I'm here, you take everyone out of the city, and then report to the master what happened in the city."

Liu Wumian shook his head with a smile, and said: "My swordsmanship cannot be retreated, I can be defeated, I can die, but I can't retreat. What's more, my sword is used to being alone, how can Xianyun Yehe lead the crowd? Brother, let's go, remember to bring me a pot of Zuixiangge's 20-year-old daughter red for Qingming next year."

The two looked at each other deeply, but they were no longer childish.

Mo Xieluo arched his fists and said: "Take care!" Then he retreated rapidly, and the heroes retreated while fighting, and many people were killed and injured during the period.

But what made them feel at ease was that after killing Long Chen, that evil and charming man actually stood still and did not pursue him, allowing them to leave with a gloomy expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Liu Wumian retracted the sword, squatted slightly, tightened his body, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, closed his eyes as if he was in deep thought, and then said calmly, "Swords, Liu Wumian, please enlighten me."

He has already made his strongest move, and it is also the big arc moon move recorded in Feng Jiliu that "contains extreme tranquility".

"Well, I don't have time to play with you." Xia Ji stepped on the ground, soaring into the sky, carrying the lingering black energy, he followed the sword.

"Please enlighten me!" Liu Wumian looked solemn, and then slashed out the strongest sword in his life.

With this sword, everything is quiet.

Enough comfort for life.

when!
The sword shattered, and a bloodstain appeared on Liu Wumian's chest.

Seeing that the scar was a sword wound, he couldn't help smiling, then closed his eyes and fell back.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even block a single sword. There is such a sword in this world. To be able to die under this sword is considered worthwhile.

Xia Ji didn't chase after the remaining people, he turned around and picked up the seriously injured Xia Tian.

"Who are you?" Xia Tian frowned and stared at him.

Xia Ji looked at Sister Cheap amusedly, and smiled charmingly: "Is Xiao Tiantian angry?"

"Who are you?" Xia Tian ignored him, but asked stubbornly.

But the man ignored her, touched a few of her acupoints casually, and then suddenly tore off her white-stained uniform, revealing her icy and snow-cold skin.

"You?" Xia Tian's pupils showed horror, looking at this evil man, her heart trembled.

But fortunately, the man just tore off her clothes, and did not follow up. Instead, he squatted on the ground, with her as the center, casually dipped in the blood on the ground, and quickly outlined strange textures.

She just stared at it for a short while, and she was already dazzled, but the man painted conscientiously, with a serious look on his face. Following his lead, the blood red all over the ground gradually flowed, criss-crossed, and scattered, and then centered on her , forming an extremely magnificent blood-colored spider web.

The spider web slowly spun and turned into a grimace.

And she sat in Grimace's mouth.

This is array?
Just when she was puzzled, the man who was moving so fast stopped and snapped his fingers gracefully, as if detonating something in the world.

Countless ghost and evil spirits immediately found their way, and rushed towards Xia Tian frantically.

This Yinyue City has been slaughtered, and almost all the people who gathered in Xiangyang and attacked here have been sacrificed.

Cooperating with that formation, the Fierce Saber Sha Yan Jue finally slowly took shape, and then began to merge better with its robbing master.

Xia Tian looked at the man again in doubt. It was a familiar face, but it was definitely not Xu Silang?

What exactly are you trying to do?

Her mind gradually became dizzy, and the fusion with the forbidden book required her to instill all her mind, and it was at the last moment when she closed her eyes.

She saw a trace of drooling, and a face full of greed.

Xia Ji sucked in his saliva, as if looking at a pot of gourmet food, the ingredients and spices had been put away, and he was just waiting to open the pot to enjoy.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and his figure disappeared into the darkness again. In the darkness, he tore off the human skin from his face and stuffed it into a stack of masks in his arms. At the same time, his figure changed "click" and quickly recovered As is.

The forest is vast and full of ghosts.

He was the most evil one, he quickly went back to the distance, picked up the original Arc Moon Knife, and the short-handled flying knife, then closed his eyes for a while to sense, and then rushed towards a certain place in the south of the city.

South of the city.

"Konggu" Mo Xieluo was fleeing with all the people, and all the tyrants who came on this trip were wiped out, leaving only himself.

I originally thought that woman was the robber, but I didn't want to come up with a more perverted one.

Even Long Chen, who had hidden lightning in his inner strength and was able to shatter the void at half a step, was beheaded with a single sword, so that evil man, could it be that he has already reached the legendary state of shattering the void?

No, the water is too deep!

For the sake of the righteousness of the world and the safety of the common people in the world, if he can return safely this time, he must kneel down and ask the teacher to come out of the mountain.

The head teacher of Wudang, Meng Aiwan, who has "magnanimous righteousness", was once the leader of the martial arts alliance and successfully survived the tribulation, but now he is living in seclusion in Wudang. It must have already reached the realm of Shattered Void.

The yin and yang store qi, and you can always suppress your own realm. If you don't want to break through, you can almost stay in the same place forever. Of course, there is a limit to this.

Specifically, Mo Xie Luo is not clear.

The seven of them, or even counting the younger brother "Blood River" Feng Changqi who has fallen into the devil's way, have all been taught this technique.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and the sky was full of ghostly auras.

Suddenly, in front of the city gate, a figure walked against the direction of the team.

Mo Xieluo had already been overwhelmed, and his heart trembled, but he let out a long sigh of relief when he saw it clearly.

"It turned out to be little brother Xia Ji, you came just in time, come back with us."

"Why did you return?" Xia Ji asked.

"We have already been defeated, and the Dragon Leader is also dead." Mo Xieluo sighed.

"Yeah." Xia Ji nodded quietly, but he didn't intend to turn his head back. Instead, he headed towards the depths of the spooky city one by one.

"Are you crazy?! Kid!" Mo Xieluo was stunned, and then shouted.

Xia Ji turned his head and smiled brightly, spit out eight words lightly: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."

The horoscope is unremarkable, but it is what the sages said, it is very common, even an ignorant child, as long as he has been in private school for a few days, he can tell it.

Mo Xieluo still remembers such a sound that often came from the small private school at the foot of Wudang Mountain, it was the sound of reading, it was rigid and boring, like a parrot learning its tongue.

But at this moment, the boy's faint words sounded like thunder in his ears.

(End of this chapter)